S U M M E R
Heading up stairs, enter my bedroom and Matt dives onto my bed. Face first.
"God, I missed you." He says inhaling the scent.
I chuckle.
It was nice knowing he missed me as much as I missed him.
Or did be miss my bed?
"So much!" He exclaims and grab hold of my pillow.
I laugh. "I missed you too, charming."
Nah, it has got to be I'm sure.
"Let me take a quick shower and we will watch a movie."
I am not going to force him to tell me. It really taken a toll on him. I want to give him time.
"Hurry up." He says and closed his eyes.
I take my pj -- gray cotton shorts and an over sized black tee - with my towel.
Taking a quick hot shower I hear the door opening. I open the steamy glass door ajar and find Matt standing in front.
"What the fuck, Matt?!"
"You're taking too long." He whines like a five year old.
"And your phone keeps lighting up. Chloe and Sam have been texting you non-stop." He swipes up through my phone.
"They called while you got in and I told them that you were okay, at home resting and that you will text them in the morning."
"Thanks." I close back the steamy door.
"Anytime, princess. Now hurry up!"
"I'm almost done. Get out!" I demand. He laughs and leaves.
After he got out I rinse my body and wrap myself in my towel. I put on my vanilla scented lotion and put my pjs on -no bra, I don't wear them to sleep.
I get out of the bathroom to see him roaming through my laptop. Which he knew the password to, including my phone and I knew his.
He looks up and sees me, a smirk appears on that heavenly gorgeous face.
"Finally!" He says eyeing me up and down making his smirk widens.
"Get over here." He orders patting the sit next to him on the bed. I can see he was only in white his t-shirt and no pants.
"Princess, could you give me my sweat pants?" He asks looking at me with a polite and sincere tone.
You see, Matt and I hang out a lot, a lot before he went to Italy to stay with his grandparents. Whenever he comes to my house straight from basketball practice he would usually shower and change in my room. In the bathroom of course.
But he keeps spear sweat pants in my closet just in case. But it's not only his sweats you'll find, there's his t-shirts and awesome hoodies - which I stole from his room.
His shirts are really comfy and reach my mid thigh like a short dress so I wear them at night. This t-shirt I'm wearing is also his by the way.
He even buys extra t-shirts for me when he does for himself, most of the time we would go together and I would choose the colors and other stuff but if he went alone he never forgets to pick some for me. He is one hell of a best friend. BLESSED.
But the thing is that the shirts aren't like the ones he owned. They don't have his scent - sweet yet manly and delightful cologne - but I appreciate the shirts. Very much!
I walk into my closet and get his grey sweat, my favorite.
Grey is my favorite color.
I walk back to the bed, hand him his cloth and climb to bed.
"Thanks, love."
Wearing the sweats he goes to his spot.
"Okay, Disney or Horror?" He asks.
"Disney, of course then Horror." I decide.
*M A T T H E W*
We were half way in The princess and the Frog when she grabbed the laptop and changed it to A Quiet Place.
"Bored already?" I ask chuckling.
"A little."
She puts the laptop in its original place -on my lap. She then gets back to lay on her side holding her pillow. She looks so cute - her brown long wavy hair that reaches her waist, her dark rich chocolate eyes, her thick dark brushed brows, her cute small nose, her red cheeks which constantly gets redder with my teasing, her lips... her cherry red lips which are plump and demanding to be kissed.
Her petite body that turns heads but she doesn't know that, she doesn't know she is beautiful. The most beautiful and breathtaking girl I have ever seen.
Puberty just hit her like a rocket, giving her the beautiful curves in all the right places. She also has light abs which I'm very proud of by the way. I loved that she loves boxing so much, her passion had no extent for it. She could easily defend herself and the punches she throws are really good. She isn't a damsel in distress and she won't ever be one.
She and I use to go to the gym together including Cole and Gab. The two will leave us to train together as they lift weights. Those were the good days and since I'm back now we will probably hit the gym tomorrow.
I went to Italy for two years to visit my grandparents and my cousins as well as nieces and nephews - large family as fuck. My father is Italian while my mom is American. My stay there was good at first except from all the separation from Summer but we always chatted, called, FaceTimed and texted every night until one of us fell asleep -- she always did.
The trip was not only for a family visit but for me to learn the family business. Gab was the rightful heir to the company - Prince Tech - but he wanted to do his own thing - opening his garage - which lead the heir straight to me. Grandpa showed me the company we had in Italy and told me how it came to be as well as letting me know the current status we were in. Half I understood, half I just nodded my head.
But it all came crashing down just when I had only two weeks to return back to the State. That fucking accident.
That fucking stupid accident. That fucking awful accident that cost me my friend's life.
"It's really quiet." Summi says snapping me out of my thoughts that were going south into the dark.
"That's why its called A Quiet Place." I respond a smile tugs around the corner of my lips.
"It's.... it's..." She trails off, her eyes glued on the screen waiting something to jump out of the woods.
"You're scared already?" I ask amused.
"No." She replies with a low voice pouting her lips.
"Come here, I got you." I extend my arm and scoot her to me, closer. I then wrap my arm around her petite body protectively, she snuggles closer to me making me smile at her warmth.
I pause the movie and put the laptop on the side.
"What are you doing?" She props her head and eyes me confused.
"I'm trying to be comfortably, do you have a problem with that?" I ask raising my eyebrow playfully earning me a silly smile from her.
Beautiful.
I bring her body and resting her head to my chest while her chest and mid-section rests on my stomach and bellow. I tangle our legs - grabbing her right thigh placing it between my legs as my right leg lays between hers.
"Comfortable?" I ask because I know I am.
"Very." She speaks and puts her hand on my chest.
"Good." I chuckle and bring the laptop putting it on our legs.
Whenever the creature comes she conceals her face into my chest and clinches my shirt scared. I would tighten my grip around her as well as draw random circle on her back.
An hour and half in, she moves herself up hiding her face in the crook of my neck, wrapping her arms around me. I feel her steady breaths fanning against my neck.
She is asleep.
I slowly close the laptop not wanting to waking her up and put it on the night stand, she shifts and wiggles on me making herself comfortable. She is now laying on top of me as I return my hands around her waist and draw small, soft figures on her delicate skin where her shirt has rode up reveling her it.
I feel her shiver under my touch making me smile lightly and proceeded my doings. We fall asleep in each others arms. In my angel's arm.
My favorite place to be, always.